Turning up the cheering
Turning up the cheering
A match made in throat fuck heaven
No fear of the monster
Look at that, how nice it slides
You are an amazing specimen, miss
Have you met perfection?
I have my methods, daddy
What were you sniffing around, daddy?
I need a taste to be convinced
Soft all over
Fabrics of fantasy in the skin of reality
Claim your big prize
You came in red, you'll leave all red
Good thing you like sloppy seconds
Don't you just love mornings?